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friends 
They point at me and laugh
They be blowing on that Reggie Miller 
While we blowing on the Gas 
Although she’s High Society 
She’s really down

you choose to
Spread around with your brand?
Half these rappers out now
I honestly can't stand
Y'all don't make sense
Guess you only want the dollars

where our mantra ended and mine starts
You can go ahead and keep throwing curses at constellations
Making me out to be someone I'm not by wi wild

always on our baby’s face
My friends all say to give it time
My broken heart will surely mend
Just when I think—they might be right
Here comes that lonely

surprised
I do it again

I'm told I'm tense
(Bitch!)
I'm told we friends
(Bitch!)
I'm just like when
I don't count
Back then

She glowed up
I invented it

Do

a glance

Your eyes hinted

Wish I was your mans, recycling cans

To buy a ticket!


Now here we go again

Let's not play pretend

I come in sin

What can't

not by human hands
I can't never stop gotta play the sands
Life never goes in the way it plans
We all have cards, gotta play your hand
R-I-S-K, jumping,

money in my head
What anybody wants
Can't be that bad
Fuck your money and your branded clothing
We will all end up in the same brown coffin
No I won't

to them no more
But they always scream for more
One two three four
How many bottles on my floor
Oh oh
You trying to be friends but that can't happen
Oh oh
I

is, we don't see you nigga
They say I need to ask for help but the truth is I don't need you niggas
That's facts
I ain't playing nice cause I can't

the car I drive is close to crashing
Wake up in the night gasping
Is he here with me?
Or do I just appear be
Relaxed cause I'm laughing like it's going out

your heart sings
I know you don't love me by the way my heart sinks
stacking up for two rings
You played all my heart strings
I thought we’d fly together

(KRRRRRAAAAAAAAH)


I hit'em with the stick
My choppa sounding loud
(Loud!)
I ride with yo' bitch
She did that for the clout
(Clout!)
I ain't your friend
You can't

Ugh

I am not angry I am just anxious

They don’t want me to say this sh** to strangers

All of my friends and my family in danger 

Ugh

First get

ololo 
For 17 years wey dem kill my Papa she no gree remarry 
She no gree remarry oh oh
She say na we the children be her load and she no go tire to carry

sure does seem to be
In awful short supply
They say that time is money
Ain't it funny
How we spend our lives
Tryin' to make a dime
They say that cash is

I quit smoking
Yeah that is a lie
I almost got drunk and didn't say your name
Out loud
Not even as a joke
To my friends
Who can't take it anymore
I

friends that you cant go out
Cause you don't have a moment to hesitate
Race against the clock what it take to be a heavyweight

They told me to save it

I

he feeling old
In bed by nine forty
If the bros get rich I feel they ain't going to have a dime for me
I been patient
Hope what's coming is my time

misleading my children (Goofy)
Whole lot of cap pocket watching and competing (Why)
I made that post for motivation you can't really see me (Lil nigga)
I done

by my side
Incase a nigga stalk
You ain't friends to me
You just a enemy
People keep on saying that I'm only into me
Pass needa wave
Five on my plate

My phone is a deadzone i created
Then i fell in hatred
Red eyes and redlining, anti-patriot
Texts flying but friends declining to fake it
Found myself

She's gonna freak out
If you get caught walking in with me
So go first I'll meet you inside
I know we're friends but it's an old thing
I can't

You fill me up with laughter like nobody's done before
I like that we are friends but now you want a little more
Reaching out for roses
Boy, I know